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It was a warm night, Junior was feeling uneasy its just a feeling that he couldn’t fight neither resist and occurs if day turned out to be a little bit more disappointing than usual. He dreamt, it was two months past midyear already, pupil were preparing for their final examinations. Teachers were trying to finish their syllabus on time. Junior was nine years old or eight.

There was one teacher that he never forgot although seldom thought about. What made her special was, she’d tell stories. Stories about Sinbad the sailor “Arabian nights”. Whenever they had time to spare, her students will urge her to tell tales of Sinbad and his adventures. It was junior’s favorite subject. She’d bring out a thick book containing many adventures of sinbad the sailor and read it to the class. Junior now, much older then he was then is still amazed of her ways that caught her student’s attention and captured the moment, which felt surreal. Nobody even moved or glanced over, it was like a blink of an eye might lead to loss of important information. At the end of every session, it was always “are we done”? by the time the story ended, junior’s head was purely entertained and being a kid Junior wished to be like sinbad the sailor. His dreams of becoming a sailor lasted for a year or so. Through out the year Junior experienced many occurrence and experience.

Junior now in a different world with different people, different language and a different way of thinking, he still lives and experience life without having a choice, Junior had issues one of them was, he never trusted anyone including himself, according to him people care about their self too much that you never really know what it is that’s going through their minds. It’s a normal human behavior I suppose, each individual’s top priority is to make sure they get what they want and need in order to get that people tend to forget their basics.

Junior just like every other young man was curious of his existence in the universe but understood that with the knowledge that he has obtained through out the years might just be too little and what if the answer to the question couldn’t be bared by his human brain and might cause insanity or even his brain to explode (exaggerating a little here). So yeah, what I am saying here is, in order to get the answers that you seek be sure to get ready for the consequences and the responsibilities, if there’s any that is. To me knowing answers to all questions is just not human. I wonder whether we humans were made to live just to understand what life is all about and to understand that, they have to live and learn at the same time only to know that by the time they are satisfied with their answers they’d already be too old or dead.

I was told that after Junior read my story about him and his curiosity has came to sense and is trying to live his life as it comes and is feeling rather happy about it and about the teacher she’ll never be forgotten. I come to conclusion that a humans life is all about multi tasking (that’s one of the many terms that I’ve come up with occasionally), which I wont elaborate much about because of the fact that I am quite sure you got the idea or disagree and I am tired. Thanks for your time.